Chapter Eighty-Six: The Next Time You Fight, It's Your Death Date!
Yes!
The windmill snow pierced through the crown in anger, and the deafening roar sounded like a landslide.
He is a meditation power 2.0, a soul cultivator of the Jindan Secret Realm, and in the face of several ants who have not reached the realm of the Three Xuanfu Realm, he actually failed to attack twice in a row, this kind of insult is even more uncomfortable than a slap in the face!
Boom—— he shot out instantly, a palm struck, the cold spiritual power blew on the face, and suddenly froze the surrounding air into pieces of thin ice, and after a while, the surrounding cold suddenly intensified, and the slightest snowflakes fell from the sky, with the thin ice and palm wind converging into a half-human-sized turbine, countless ice blades rotated with the direction of the turbine. When the flesh is swept in, it will immediately disintegrate into countless blood particles.
"Blizzard's Second Style: Blizzard Roar!"
The terrifying power contained in the wind scroll made several high-level killers behind him sweat on their foreheads, and their bodies moved back dozens of meters, and their complexions couldn't help but change: "This Zhuo Yifan has such a strong meditation power, he can calmly deal with such oppression, and he will not be chaotic in the face of danger, and absorbing a spirit stone will really bring him such a great benefit?" ”
Huhuhu——
The body of the windmill snow is like a tiger descending the mountain, with both hands in circles, as if playing Tai Chi, and as the ice blade storm takes shape, the eyes are even more gloomy, and he roars more fiercely: "A mere outside ant can force me to use the second type of blizzard killing power, you are the first!"
His hands twisted like lightning, and he slammed around behind the storm, and the green light in his palms suddenly pushed. The storm rushed towards Zhuo Yifan, and with a slight movement, the terrifying cold air would solidify the blood, and Le Shi and Lan Shuang'er were already shivering with cold, this was not really cold, but the illusion of the soul given by this trick "Blizzard Howling".
Even if you cover it with ten layers of quilts, you still can't help but shiver with the cold. If the defenses of the "Hand of Shura" were removed, the two would immediately hallucinate, thinking that they were frozen into ice cubes and froze still. In the end, it was scraped into a pile of minced meat by the blade of this ice storm.
The cold wind around him emitted a sharp whistling sound like a witch, and the windmill snow smiled faintly in the fierce wind, as if he had seen Zhuo Yifan's defense break and be stirred into minced meat.
"Wood Attribute Soul Secret Method: Vine Entanglement Technique!"
This attack was ferocious, and finally Zhuo Yifan changed color slightly, and he also fought, and after a long roar, the demon pupil turned slightly, weakening the speed of the ice blade storm, and saw many changes from this, and then pinched the spirit technique, and the meditation power surged around like a trickle.
Several vines rose high from the ground like wooden pillars.
"This ......" Such a thick and flexible vine made Zhuo Yifan's eyes blazing, and he quickly thought of the answer.
"The Heaven and Earth Spirit Stone that I just absorbed is of wood attribute, which strengthens the power of the Vine Entanglement Technique!"
Zhuo Yifan secretly said in his heart, he really felt that he was so lucky that casually absorbing a spirit stone actually brought him such a great benefit.
After observing it with a soul inspection, it was found that the power of the vine entanglement technique had indeed increased, and the strength had increased by at least two to three times compared to before.
"What!" Windmill Xue watched in surprise as a few calf-thick vines suddenly pulled out of the ground, speechless in surprise, he had never seen anyone directly use meditation to control the real thing, and he didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan's trick was actually a soul secret method that was usually imprinted in weapons!
"What kind of trick is this......" Everyone including Le Shi and the others were shocked.
"How could these vines come out of thin air, and they're so thick!" Several high-level killers not far away were also shocked, and their tones were full of disbelief. This power seems to have gone beyond their understanding of soul arts.
"Damn! this power ......"
Windmill Xue scolded angrily, his face became very ugly, only to see Zhuo Yifan's fingers click, one by one vines seemed to be given life, one after another rushed towards the ice blade storm, following the trend of the storm, countless sawdust flew in it, but also offset the impact of the storm.
Bang!
By the time the storm hit the "Shura's Hand", most of its strength had been neutralized, and the Shura's Hand was able to completely resist it.
Outcome......
Zhuo Yifan and the three of them are still unscathed!
The windmill snow was shocked, and the power that only belonged to the Jindan powerhouse suddenly burst out, and he actually wanted to urge the last two palms of Blizzard's killing power, "Blizzard Horror" and "Blizzard Hell".
"The wind team was actually forced to such a point, it was a killing move that could only be used against the Tyrannosaurus!" Several high-level killers in the rear were horrified, they were originally helping the windmill snow, but they didn't expect that in the end, they could only watch the excitement from the sidelines, this was undoubtedly a kind of cruel humiliation, and they all became thunderous and angry, and they wanted to eat Zhuo Yifan alive.
"Poof......
But at this moment, they were horrified to find that Windmill Snow's throat rolled a few times, and a mouthful of blood that had been pent-up for a long time spurted out of their bodies, and their faces instantly turned pale.
"Wind Patrol!"
This scene made the killers kill their eyes and surround them in horror. How could it be impossible to believe that a monk who only had an innate nature would actually vomit blood from the beating of a Jindan powerhouse? No, the other party had never made a move, so how could the captain be injured?
Soon they figured out that this qiē was all due to that strange defensive soul technique!
"Get out of here! I've got to kill this kid!"
The comfort of his subordinates made Windmill Snow's face darken, and he wiped the blood with one hand, and his eyes burned with anger.
Thundered......
The day of the Blood Hell is about to reappear in the light, and it is also the craziest period of time for the spirit beasts. The fight between Windmill Snow and Zhuo Yifan actually attracted the attention of the spirit beast. The galloping sound from the northwest was thundering and rumbling, judging from this huge momentum, there were at least three hundred spirit beasts.
"Tyrannosaurus Beast Tide!"
"Let's go!"
The howls of the spirit beasts made both Le Shi and Lan Shuang'er extremely alert.
Zhuo Yifan also looked at this scene with sweat, and the meditation power in his spiritual brain surged, and he was injured. There was excitement surging in his heart, because he was able to use his 3.0 meditation power to use the cultivation of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Innate Spirit Realm to fight against the Jindan monk who had fully crossed a realm, and the power of meditation was really supreme! Although he couldn't kill him this time, the injury of the windmill snow was obviously not much easier than his own. However, if you continue to fight, you won't get any benefits from it.
After all, the opponent is still a monk of the Jindan Secret Realm.
"Le Shi, Shuang'er, let's go!"
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan no longer fell in love with the war, and decided to go to the depths first and then think about it in the long run. He didn't know what would happen if he didn't arrive on time, but he could vaguely sense a danger in Aizen's tone. A greater danger than facing the Red Shadow!
"Zhuo Yifan, stay for your life!"
The captain of his own dignified killer actually let an ant from the Innate Spirit Realm escape under his hands, and this matter spreads out, how can his face be saved! Of course, Windmill Snow can't recognize this reality!
"I want you to die!" The fierce eyes shot straight over, and there was an extra cold knife in his hand, when the air shook, the cold erupted, and the temperature immediately dropped by fifty or sixty degrees, this sickle containing the cold ice spirit brand was very terrifying!
"Bold! Windmill Snow, I won't bother with you this time, and I'll cultivate to a higher level. The next time you fight, it's your time of death!"
"Shura's hand!" Zhuo Yifan did not hesitate to pull out the spiritual formula.
Swish!
A pair of demon hands full of obscure talismans that transmitted ancient power "swished" twice, inserted in Zhuo Yifan's back, five fingers and one piece, and actually turned into a huge wing more than ten meters wide, revealing the deepest dark power in the universe, and decorating Zhuo Yifan into a demon god-like being.
The wings formed by this pair of Shura's hands are not known how many times stronger than the spiritual power wings of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Sanxuanfu Realm, and with a slight vibration, the icy aura emitted by the sickle actually began to dissipate under the oppression of the "Shura Hand" that turned into wings.
"Let's go!" Zhuo Yifan stood in the air holding Le Shi with one hand and Lan Shuang'er with the other, his back to the windmill snow, his eyes looked through the looming "Shura's hand", and there was a taste of wanting to kill the windmill snow cave.
Rumble!
In a flash, the wind rose in all directions, and it flew out of the distance of a thousand meters in a flash.
"It's so fast! I didn't expect this pair of giant hands used for defense to be able to use it like this, and the bad old man of Aizen actually gave him such a level of soul skill? Windmill Xue clenched his fists tightly, and originally wanted to chase it, but after seeing Zhuo Yifan's speed, he no longer dared to act rashly, and decided to recover his injuries first.
"Zhuo Yifan, you wait, even if you get the protection of the Divine Academy, if I want to kill you, no one can stop you!"
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